Nothing to do,
nowhere to go,
numb with grief
and waiting,
minds going over
and over the
events of the last week
inconsolable,
empty,
angry,
yet numb,
numbed by horror
by disbelief,
filled with an aweful
silence,
surely this cannot
be the end,
yet all is black
all is still,
the stone
is in place,
there is nothing
to do
but wait...
